No shish kabobs, afro-picks, and dashikis. The Wrecking Crew come with scallops, Columbian neckties, and tailor-made suits. Plus, the occasional goose that needs to be fed. For anyone raised on the Wu as holy scripture, this is far better than any fan fiction you could ever conceive. This is building a heavily fortified compound addition onto a bedrock foundation – with impeccable seafood options.

Watching “Scallops,” I forget about the chaos outside the Starks steakhouse and instead get absorbed by the bizarrely entertaining plot of a hit gone wrong, telepathic saviors, and thrown tacos. The murder plot might have gone awry, but Zilla Rocca, Has-Lo, and Curly Castro know exactly what they’re doing.